Shi Gaolin's halberd came down like a guillotine, the arc so heavy that even the air seemed to bow under it.
However, Bai Yegui didn't retreat, instead he simply vanished!
He was there one moment, and gone the next, leaving Shi Gaolin's halberd to cleave only empty space and crash into the arena floor with a boom that made the protective formation ripple.
BOOM!
The crowd's eyes widened in confusion from the result.
"Where did he—?!"
"What the heck kind of movement technique is that?"
"No… that felt… wrong."
Shi Gaolin's pupils constricted rapidly, his feet twisting as he swung the halberd back up and spun in a tight defensive circle.
His body may have been built like a mortal grandmaster, but his reactions were not those of a mortal at all!
He was sharp and calculating, already adjusting to the idea that this wasn't going to be a straightforward contest of Hungry Ghost power.
Then the air behind him chilled as a shadow fell over his back.
